Ning Feiyan smiled softly. She had never had expectations for anyone. She really didn't know what she had to regret.
Although he thought this woman was naive and stupid, Ning Feiyan couldn't help but feel a little confused when he saw her eyes that were filled with endless silence and hatred.
She considers herself to be smooth and sophisticated in dealing with things, good at pleasing people, and everyone around her likes her.
What on earth had she done that was so outrageous and treasonous that her biological mother hated her so much?
Mrs. Ning walked over with a burning green lantern and a gloomy expression: "Master Wangyi once promised me that if one of you can be buried here today, he will keep Hongzhuang safe. I don't understand, you know
If you have the chance to kill this kid, why should you show mercy?"
"It's really ridiculous. It's just a plaything used for 'foraging', but you can't bear to part with it, but you can't bear to part with your dearest sister."
She became more and more agitated, with demonic aura surging around her body, and her long hair was twisted like a snake.
"She has you in her heart all the time. She stole the medicine for you and fell into death, but you didn't even want to fight for her.
She respects you like a god in vain, I really regret not telling her the truth that you were the one who cruelly hurt her and damaged her appearance."
With grief and resentment deep in her heart, Mrs. Ning burst into tears and burst into tears: "If it weren't for this, how could she have suffered like this?"
Ning Feiyan watched her plaintive accusations quietly. Perhaps Mrs. Ning's sharp eyes saw the layers of blood on Ning Feiyan's back, and she seemed to sense that her breath was extremely weak.
With hatred rising in her heart, she actually raised the burning lamp and viciously burned it at the wound on Ning Feiyan's back.
Ning Feiyan's eyes darkened when he noticed her movements, and a dark sword energy silently curled out from his fingertips.
Before the sword energy came, her waist suddenly tightened, but the young man below her stretched out his arms and pulled her into his arms.
In the darkness, she looked up and saw Balian's eyes were particularly cold and sharp, with a trace of dark red light flashing under his eyes.
Immediately afterwards, the scarlet spear broke through the wind and penetrated the burning green lamp with the force of the sun.
The force of the spear continued unabated, and the flaming remains drew an extremely long stream of light among the vast weeds.
Mrs. Ning opened her eyes wide and looked in disbelief at this young man who was easily bullied by a seriously injured person. The palms he raised were filled with a heart-stopping power of darkness.
She fell back and sat down with fear on her face.
The green lantern looked ordinary, but in fact it was the ghost fire that Sanhe Wangyi collected from the Netherworld Chieftain, but it was easily destroyed by this young man's gun.
Balian looked at her and said calmly: "Wanyu, who are you talking about?"
Mrs. Ning's lips trembled: "You...who are you?"
The sword energy on Ning Feiyan's fingertips disappeared, her eyes returned to normal, her eyes raised, and she chuckled: "Where are you putting your hands?"
Balian lowered his head and glanced at her: "Didn't you stick it on me yourself?"
He simply stood up and picked up Ning Feiyan. He ignored the woman and directly summoned the Qiu Shui Sword and headed towards the royal city with the sword.
Ning Feiyan nestled in his arms like a sick cat, with his long hair blowing in the strong wind and tickling her cheeks.
She raised her hand and grabbed a strand of his hair to prevent it from flying around. In the turbulent wind, she looked at him with a pair of loving eyes.
"Master Si Chen, can I understand that your actions just now were because you were worried about my injury?"
Balian answered honestly: "What do you have to worry about? Shemāli can't kill you, but the soul-inducing fire will only make you suffer a little bit."
Ning Feiyan looked slightly cold: "So you were saving that woman's life just now?"
Bai Lian hummed and said: "The Xiangsi Great Punishment Sword is hard to come by, please take it easy."
Ning Feiyan mocked and sneered: "Who is this unreasonable person just now? It's clear at a glance that she is not related to you, so what does her life and death have to do with you? Young master enthusiastically took action to rescue her. I don't know, but I thought you were attracted to her.
My mother is married."
The corners of Balian's mouth twitched, and he lowered his head and glanced at her strangely: "I didn't know that Miss Ning, who talks nonsense, is actually a reasonable person. No matter how bad I am, I will never think of someone who can do me at this age.
Mother’s woman.”
Ning Feiyan sneered and said: "If you look at age alone, I can be a mother, but Master Si Chen is still..."
Perhaps she was really annoyed by Balian's meddling in other people's business this time. Ning Feiyan, who had a lot of arrogance, rarely got over her words this time and came out by the way.
Halfway through the sentence, Ning Feiyan suddenly reacted and his face changed slightly. He closed his teeth suddenly and forcefully swallowed the second half of the sentence.
Balian's unpredictable eyes seemed to be fixed on her face for a while, and he smiled half-heartedly. His voice was subtly lowered and he said: "I'm not...what?"
I don't know what she remembered, but Ning Feiyan's pale face and the tip of her small nose were slightly red. She turned her cheek to the side, her breath was very weak, and her words were also delicate and soft: "I didn't touch my butt just now."
Bai Lian withdrew his gaze and looked at Shen Yuan's night horizon. He didn't know what he was thinking about. After a while, he said: "The sword used to kill your loved ones is the most powerful weapon in the world. Whether it hurts others or yourself, it will inevitably end up with you."
Scar, killing her will relieve your anger for a while, but you don't want to kill her at all."
Ning Feiyan looked at his chin blankly, her heart was as deep as the ocean of dust, but she didn't expect that he could see her thoughts so clearly.
No one had ever said such a thing to her, and no one dared to say such a thing to her.
The redness on the tip of her nose slowly faded, she loosened the strand of hair from her fingertips, and said softly: "I was born unknown, and was cast aside by my tribe. Because my birth made her live in dust all her life, but she didn't kill me because of it, so I felt
, I have no reason to kill her, even if she treats me like this, even if I hate her for being unfair from the bottom of my heart.
But...it wasn't until that night when she broke off a corner of the cake and gave it to me that I realized that I was just hoping that she would share some of my tenderness."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! She raised her fingers, carefully rubbed the earring beads, and said slowly in a particularly cool tone:
"It's not that I haven't thought about killing her, it's just that that piece of cake has flattered me for many years. Every time I want to poison her body so that she can taste the pain, I think again.
When she smelled the watery pancake in her mouth, her desire to kill her suddenly disappeared."
In the night wind, her face was a little blurry under her messed up hair: "After all, I only have one mother. No matter if she is good or bad, if she is killed... she will be gone."
She said very softly: "I can't bear it."
Everyone who seems to be constantly striving for self-improvement has a feeling of nowhere to turn to in his heart.
At night, between the sky and the earth, the high places were full of floating mist, like the flying smoke falling from the sky. Balian's sword fell on a corner of the deserted border of the royal city, and the night mist gradually faded away around the two of them.
He lowered his head and glanced at the woman's face, whose outline was gradually becoming clearer, and said: "If you can't get something but can't bear to part with it, then put it away, out of sight and out of mind. It's better than breaking it with your own hands and feeling sad."
Ning Feiyan raised her eyes and smiled, and the uncaptured emotions in her eyes dissipated like mirrored flowers and moonlight.
After entering the royal city, Bailian couldn't use his body anymore. For the next part of the journey back to Chaomu Palace, Ning Feiyan had to let Ning Feiyan go on his own.
After two days of rest, your return banquet came quietly.
In the early morning, the Demon King broke through the barrier, and thousands of demon world beings gathered in front of the Heavenly Pillar of the Demon Palace.
Fire flags were fluttered and danced on the altar, and music was played on silk and bamboo.
The Demon King is sitting high on the throne, and the ministers of the Demon Realm are sitting on both sides. There are strange beasts flying through the clouds in the sky, and demonic flames from all directions are like pillars supporting the sky. Under the throne of the King, there are three thousand long steps, and there are rolling oozes.
strong.
Erhe Buried Heart was the first to arrive. He was still dressed in a purple robe and skull mask, and found his seat of honor to sit down.
Ning Feiyan arrived not too late. When she appeared at the Jungui Banquet with Bailian transformed into a cat, there was already someone sitting in the seat belonging to the Lord of the Five Rivers.
That man looked particularly awkward at the banquet, which made Balian couldn't help but take a second look.
That was a young man, in front of the Demon King.
His demonic aura was not restrained at all, and he was so flamboyant that other demon generals who wanted to toast stopped and watched from afar.
He was covered in a gold-plated mysterious garment, and like most demons who did not want to reveal their true appearance, his face was covered with a layer of black aura.
The clothes on his body are wide and trailing to the floor, and the hem of the clothes seems to be tattooed with ancient and mysterious scriptures with the blood of some kind of beast. People's eyes fall on the scriptures, and if they don't pay attention, their thoughts and consciousness seem to be trapped in them.
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But what is particularly noteworthy is that this man's hands and feet were used as instruments of torture.
The instrument of torture was pale in color and made of animal bones. It penetrated the wrists and ankles respectively, and was connected to a very long talisman chain at the end of the bones.
The other end of the chain was caught in the hands of an evil beast.
It is obvious that this man's freedom has been greatly restricted.
Regardless of his identity, Balian felt that this person was more like a prisoner who was forced to be imprisoned here.
But this person was pouring wine and eating food in a calm manner, and his every move showed his ease of watching the fun.
Mikawa's seat was unoccupied, so it was obvious that the man that night would not be here today.
The seat belonging to Liuhe was covered with a black seal. After all, for the demon world, the fact that Liuhe had a successor meant that there were very few people.
Ning Feiyan also found a seat and sat down. He accepted the wine offered by others and secretly introduced him through a message to Bai Lian:
"Yihe Shuci is the most arrogant and the last to appear every time, while Erhe Zianxin is the one with the deepest thoughts and the most viciousness among the six rivers.
Sanhe Wangyi is the most mysterious. He never attends the King's Return Banquet every year. Many people speculate that it is difficult for him to improve his strength for fear of experiencing the cruelty of the River Cleansing. However, even if there are doubts every year, he still firmly sits on the throne of the Demon River.
, the strength he showed that night was just the tip of the iceberg, and it is by no means simple for anyone who can be buried under the heart."
"Of course, he won't be here today. He is not our enemy for the time being, so he won't give it much thought."
"Sihe is my concubine. If Master Sichen wants to know more about it, I can come back to the palace slowly with him at night."
While giving a serious introduction, he also did not forget to tease her with words, which shows that the nature of the succubus is extremely bad.
"The name of Wuhe, who you just looked at for a long time, is called Su Xi. He is very young. He is only more than 400 years old this year. His status is somewhat special. He is the most crazy and confused among the six rivers. He will not be able to protect his future.
He went crazy and even killed himself."
Bailian said that it is crazy for a person who has his hands and feet penetrated to still think about slowly tasting wine.
He withdrew his eyes from Wuhe Suxi, meowed twice, raised his paw to press the cup rim in her hand, and sent a message to remind: "If you are injured, don't drink."
Ning Feiyan laughed out loud, but this time it was not a sound transmission, but a joke on purpose: "Normally Hongzhuang, the little housekeeper, doesn't dare to stop me from drinking, but you are a cat who is very careful."
As she said this, in response to the handsome young demon general's toasting gesture, she still followed the strength of the cat's paw and placed the wine glass on the table.
She raised her eyes and smiled politely at the young demon general, and said: "I'm sorry, my cat likes to be clean and doesn't like the smell of alcohol. If I get drunk, it won't want to sleep with me at night."
The demon general's status was inferior to that of Ning Feiyan, so this toast was just for the purpose of making friends.
Hearing what she said, how could she dare to embarrass herself and try to smooth things over with smiles? She just glanced at the cat in her arms with envy, wishing that she was that cat, sleeping with the beauty every night, how could she not be happy?
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Baili'an said that this woman really didn't even write a draft when she lied. Who cares about cleanliness and thinks he is losing hair, so he is not allowed to come even half a step closer to her bed.
He rolled his eyes angrily, and suddenly noticed a cold and cold gaze coming from a distance.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! On the throne of the high platform, His Majesty the Demon King is dressed in black robes, with a black jade bead curtain under the crown, and a pair of coquettish eyes staring scorchingly. There seems to be light and shadow beating deep in the pupils.
, like the frozen fire burning fiercely in the cold sea, it captures people tightly.
The distant demons in the periphery all felt the extraordinary change in the aura of His Majesty the Demon Lord, and the whispers and conversations that had been going around suddenly became quiet.
Even Wuhe Suxi stopped pouring wine, his body stiffened slightly, and he looked at the throne, as if he was confused as to why His Majesty the Demon King reacted like this.
However, there was someone in the field who seemed to be unaware of it. Ning Feiyan turned a blind eye to His Majesty the Demon Lord's gaze.
She only cares about teasing the kitten in her arms, stroking his little beard, lowering her head to kiss the pads of his paws, and wrapping his tail around her wrists, her manner of being affectionate is not decent.
His Majesty the Demon King suddenly lowered his eyes, and the jade pot containing the fine wine on her desk exploded, falling into pieces, and the wine overflowed.
This movement frightened the attendant.
Unexpectedly, His Majesty the Demon Lord acted like a normal person. He picked up the jade chopsticks and picked out a piece of fresh and tender fish. He ate it himself. He seemed to be very satisfied. He picked up another piece and said warmly to the cat in Ning Feiyan's arms: "Come here.
, eat fish.”
Bai Lian felt that Ning Feiyan seemed to be deliberately teasing him, and the demon king's flames of war were attracted to him as soon as the show started.
He has seen the tyranny and unreasonableness of this monarch. If Genfeng Xiaoyu doesn't obey her at this moment, I'm afraid it will not end well.
Balian glanced at Ning Feiyan.
Ning Feiyan ignored him directly, patted his little butt, and said with a smile: "You little kitten who wants to be beaten, although it is a good thing to miss the past, your Majesty is your new master after all. She treats you very well, you
It’s time to get tired of her. What are you doing clinging to me all day? Why don’t you go quickly.”
As soon as he said this, Balian could clearly see that the pair of sapphire chopsticks pointed by His Majesty the Demon King silently cracked several small spider web marks.
The scary thing is that the expression on the new master's face didn't change at all.
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